Lyrics:
this biatch
(beats by the pound)
Y'all know what time it is (DPG)
What y'all thought? I wasn't gonna be on?
(get rowdy rowdy, rowdy rowdy, what?)
Here
bands
Now I'm the one everyone call on 'cause I got deep pants
Bro told me to wait to beat the game, it's all in defense
And never fazed by names that
on
Get your roll on, step aside, hugged her back
She swore she wouldn't do me, need your loyalty
You're makin' me wantin' to snap
I know your man is mad
(yeah they do)
And you feel like you gon' explode, youknow'msayin? (uh-huh)
This right here is for, all y'all to know that
I know what y'all goin'
(yeah they do)
And you feel like you gon' explode, youknow'msayin? (uh-huh)
This right here is for, all y'all to know that
I know what y'all goin'
the sea
I challenge thee, do not cross this bridge alone
Don't dare me now
The threatening shadows will pass by
There're getting closer now
Open your eyes
ain't riskin' no lives (Yeah)
My Doctor's name is Feelgood, makin' it so I do
And if your name is "Healthy" then it's cool with me and you
Just come -
Uh, 2000 G
Yo, I need an encore y'all, you should welcome me back
You wanna ball 'till you fall, I can help you with that
You want beef? I could
wanna see ya touch yo toes
Imma lay back and let you do to all the work
Til you reach your climax and spit
Cream on my thing like a wet dream
Pussy
of hundreds, let her spend my tens
Khaled told you pussy niggas all I do is win (Another one)
Rolex full of boogaloos, my dawgs in the pen
I'm fucking with
Ooh, la, la, la (Woo)
Let's go dancin' (Get your dancin' shoes, get your dancin' shoes)
Ooh, la, la, la
Reggae dancin'
I wanna get to know you
pants
While your man's on tour, your spending up his advances
Your friends ain't shit, all they do is drink, smoke, and suck dick
The whole projects
bands
Now I'm the one everyone call on 'cause I got deep pants
Bro told me to wait to beat the game, it's all in defense
And never fazed by names that
Whip out the 4 up to your nose and make you shit your drawers
Now I don't want your money or your hoes
No, all I want is your motherfuckin 'renzo's
how He bless me
He wait 'til I fall and then pull up and catch me
Your check is too small, you can't run up and check me
Nah, nah, I get 'em fast,
side of Queens
We get the CREAM, laid up, love-love for dame
Cos I mean what I mean, I'm out to claim King
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my name'll reign
might throw me off
Curse me in name, defy me in speech
But you'd pick me up right no if I were in your reach
All through your sentence you've become
laugh again when they don't understand what I mean, bias
Everybody seen by us
Everybody wanna live a life like this
Man fuck that, do what's good for
and ready to fuck shit up now shit
Brick City!! Is where I get down kid
Peace to all my buddah smokers on Prince
Fuck what ya heard, Brick City runs shit
richer and richer, yeah that is an order (richer and richer)
Hit it one time, they gon' google your name (hit it one time)
Emeralds on Cartiers
and arms
We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods
Whatever's in your heart is where you want to be
My hood is the ghetto
Even when you look
Yaaya
I go by the name Skalet
Oil boy
Baba God do something for me
wy nobody can do for me
Everyday, every night I dy pray
Oluwa bless me
be all over the beat like Ringo
Look sweet honey bee gonna sting though
I'm here, wanna do my thang
You can roll no matter who you bring
Like your
to the Roc)
This is the last call for alcohol, for the
(Mr. Rockefeller)
So get your ass up off the wall
The all around the world Digital Underground Pac
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